Tag Archives: perfect

18th November 2013 – noticeboard

Posted on November 19, 2013 by Liz Terry

Its former chaos has been tamed by glass and metal. A shiny lock proclaims its ownership. No more the dog-eared flyers and ancient posters, flapping in the breeze like community flags. Instead, a sterile order within perfect lines.

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12th November 2013 – hand

Posted on November 13, 2013 by Liz Terry

He stretches it up from the pushchair; tiny and perfect with bright pink fingertips. Fingers splayed, he reaches for Mummy. She enfolds his in her own. Safety, warmth and comfort on a crowded bus.

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29th September 2013 – builder’s bum

Posted on September 30, 2013 by Liz Terry

A small boy pushes a scooter with red handlebars and a white foot board. He struggles up the hill, huffing and puffing. His grey tracksuit bottoms are slipping down at the back, showing the perfect pinkness of his bottom, just … Continue reading →

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23rd June 2013 – roses

Posted on June 24, 2013 by Liz Terry

The only surviving flowers from a beautiful bouquet. They glow, pink and perfect. Petals spiralling into a delicate centre, each one is unique, its scent rising with every brush or sniff.

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